By: Dr. Adnan Buzan
Mother...
I was born...
with the cry of pain,
when the night was learning
the names of its victims,
and when the sighs were hidin…
Dr. Adnan bozan
How many times have I tried to embrace my life…
yet it slipped away from me like a bird with broken wings,
afraid of my hands more…
Dr. Adnan Bozan
I am tired…
as if I wanted to erase myself outside my name
and carry my age on the shoulder of a stranger who does not know me…
like…